Chapter 267: Tyrant Birdman and Cultivation

Mei Jian, inside the Houston Sports Arena.

Facing Jiābǎiliè's nonsense, Su Qing wasn't going to back down, she shouted back: "Go to hell, you damn spirit, kneel your ass, you feathered freak, what are you pretending?"

You...

What the hell, you think just because you grew two chicken wings you're a god, you feathered freak.

Jiābǎiliè was originally a powerful archangel ranked high in heaven, his name renowned across all dimensions, but in Su Qing's eyes he was only recognizing.

"If not now to flee, when else!" he thought, joy filling his heart, he lightly leapt out and silently slipped into the cave.

"Stupid humans, do you determine your siblings by whose fist is bigger? Is it strange that the younger brother is stronger than the older?" the Second Royal Beast said, looking at them like they were idiots.

Lu Wei felt the burden on his shoulders suddenly increase severalfold, and the fighting spirit that had slightly relaxed in his heart reignited.

"As long as senior brother agrees to lend a hand, I can now tell you the secret!" Ling Yumo said, lightly shaking the jade talisman in her hand; obviously the secret is inside this jade talisman.

Tang Feng glanced at the signal-blocking device beside him, thought about it, but still didn't touch it, after all, if those people discovered an outsider had sneaked in, it would be bad.

"What's wrong with you, you're just dragging your feet?" Su Jinshe angrily swung a knife at him, wondering if this man really didn't feel pain.

Recently work has kept me busy, so I spend less time at home keeping her company; could it be that he has overlooked something?

"Soul Shatter!" the myriad tendrils of the soul beast child extended, all transforming into palms; from afar they resembled a thousand-armed Guanyin, then its body completely shattered.

Under the shock of divine light, the five fingers struck first despite coming later; two hit Di Chongxiao's right shoulder, making him spit blood and retreat; the three struck Han Ningxin's right fist, not simultaneously, but in rapid succession three strikes like a stack of ten punches, not only breaking the superimposed explosive shock but also causing Han Ningxin's suppressed internal and external injuries to flare up again.

"Because you insulted her!" Fang Boyu said each word clearly, his voice resonant and forceful as he blamed Wan Feifei, almost letting everyone in the hall hear.

"All right, all right" Bai Tang slightly turned his body to dodge the incoming splash, helplessly watching the playful fish, thinking, his temper is still this big.

The crowd seeing Yu Ye make a move for the first time were all dazed and shocked, staring at Yu Ye.

Bai Tang seeing him join in the joke felt even more delighted, and also thought He Shao's character was not bad, very easy to get along with.

Needless to say, the explosion before them meant another failure; adding the previous four attempts, this was already the fifth failure.

Qing Xie dared not bluntly point out He Shao's feelings for Bai Tang, so he could only define the person as a "close friend"; a close friend could be the only one, but the role of close friend differs from that of brother, friend, or relative.

The heavenly lightning was being devoured by it; at this moment, the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, returning to brightness, with white clouds dotting the sky and a round golden sun hanging high.

Nowadays, they all know that whether they can ascend to the Daluo realm depends not on anything else but on eliminating their rivals.

Swift as wind and lightning, the giant needle bees seemed to turn into a gust of wind; that carefree ease made the atmosphere of the entire bird's nest even more frenzied.

Although the ice beam's power equals that of 100,000 volts, both being sustained-energy output skills, at this moment the 'paralysis' effect appeared; several arcs of electricity coiled like vines around Meinas's body, causing it to cease the ice beam's energy output.

At this moment, Chen Yonghua, besides his loyalty to repay Zheng Chenggong, Wu Naihua told him the epic of the Roman Empire, making Chen Yonghua seem to see another path.

Hey, Guan Yun somewhat wanted to laugh; now the context finally made sense—Ning Fengzhi merely wanted to obtain the Dragon's Strength Technique, but he never imagined that this prince before him had already been swapped by someone else; in this baffling calculation, even the Martial Soul Hall probably didn't expect to become the biggest winner.